Chapter 6

***READER'S CAUTION ADVISED. CONTAINS ADULT SCENES. PLEASE SKIP IF YOU ARE BELOW 18.***

'Please…t, take care…of me, Master!'

Hansel couldn't believe those words came out of his mouth. While he cowered in shame, Derek at once released his grip on him and fapped him vigorously. The warm feeling from earlier was growing with double the speed from previously. Hansel clutched Derek's shoulders even more tightly, his nails dug into his skin. Derek was enjoying Hansel moaning and shuddering with ecstasy.

"Ahhng..ahnng..ah..hah…N, no..w, wait..please!" Hansel moaned. His eyes closed and his back arched as he shot out his load. The sticky liquid splattered on his stomach. Both of their faces were so close, huffing for breath. One of them panted because of the unexpected morning exercise, while the other was having a tough time controlling himself from pouncing on the man in front of him once again.

Derek's eyes narrowed watching the wasted body of Hansel lying beneath him. His face was flushed as he tried to hide himself from Derek's heated gaze with his hands. Of course, he failed to do so. An embarrassed Hansel was a sight to see.

Derek's perseverance snapped. He grabbed Hansel's hands and pinned them to bed as he gave Hansel a deep kiss. His lips then touched his cheeks and traveled down to his ears. After giving his ears some attention, he started placing small kisses on his neck. He came face to face with the kiss mark he had left there earlier. The bruise was smug in crimson. Derek wanted to adorn Hansel with some more of them.

"…nnh.." Hansel hissed in pain as Derek abused his pale skin. It was really easy to leave marks on him. His lips hovered down Hansel's collar bone and stopped on his chest. His buds had swollen due to the torture they had received earlier. He kissed them lightly and blew on them with his mouth to soothe them. Hansel couldn't help but moan. It was the first time he had experienced pleasure in pain. His buds stung as Derek's soft lips ravished them.

Derek meanwhile had brought his member to touch Hansel's. He growled noticing how hot Hansel's felt against his skin.

"Hold them together." Derek ordered. Hansel's hands automatically complied with his words, wrapping around both of their things to stick them together. They throbbed in his hands and Hansel couldn't help but compare Derek's with his. Derek was obviously bigger than him, just like he had guessed when he held his earlier.

Derek started moving his hips and the friction between them made the waves of heat to surge in their bodies. Hansel was still sensitive from the previous climax. It was easier for him to die than bear this sensation. Meanwhile, Derek eyed Hansel with interest, his eyes capturing even the slightest change in his expressions. Rather than being turned-off by doing a man, it was as if he was sinking even deeper in his desires with every passing minute. Derek responded furiously to the newly-found emotions upwelling in his heart and started rocking his waist even faster.

"Ahhnn…Ahh…" Hansel moaned in ecstasy. His eyes rolled back and his toes curled in pleasure. Derek growled at his loosening grip on their rods and he used one of his hands to support him.

Hansel shivered uncontrollably while Derek gritted his teeth in frustration as their climax was near. With one loud moan from Hansel, their loads splattered on his abdomen. Derek collapsed on the bed next to Hansel. The eyes of the young knight were closing again and his mind got swept away into slumber, perhaps exhausted from the early morning stress.

"Tch." Derek clicked his tongue watching Hansel unconscious. He'd have to clean Hansel again. He was looking forward to another session in the bathroom on the pretext of washing him.

He had never helped his previous partners clean after a make-out session, but he didn't mind doing it for Hansel. He'd also make sure to announce his hard work to Hansel once he wakes up. After all, he had to keep Hansel tied to himself somehow.

Derek was skilled in keeping people he wanted to use bound to him. He had tabs on nearly all the important nobles and aristocrats in the Empire, thanks to his Information Guild. People who could not be threatened were persuaded with money. He could exploit anyone and discard them without a second thought. He was nice to his people but became merciless when someone disobeyed him. Even though his information guild seemed no special at first glance, it was an absolute weapon for him and the Empire.

But he couldn't use any of those methods on Hansel. What he wanted was Hansel's heart. He wanted Hansel to desire him the same way he did. Threatening and bribery would just buy him his body and Derek absolutely detested the idea. He had an urge to protect this apprentice knight, who was sleeping carelessly beside him, with all his might. Derek sneaked an arm under Hansel's neck to support his head. His other hand wrapped around his torso and he embraced Hansel securely, imagining what words he was going to say when he woke up.

A knock sounded on the door and Derek gave them permission to come in. It was the Old Butler. His eyes went wide with shock when he saw the young knight wrapped in Derek's arms, naked. Realization dawned upon him and at once he stopped the maid, who was bringing in the food, from entering.

"Leave the tray there and go back." He instructed the maid, who pouted in return for she could not see Derek now that the Butler had asked her to leave. The maids always fought over who would get to serve the Second Master. It was not like Derek paid any attention to them, but a single son of a Duke, who was not only rich and powerful but also exceptionally good looking, was a target to aim for. And if Derek fell for one of these ladies who served him, then there would be a huge fortune lying at their feet in a split-second.

The maid left, dragging her feet in reluctance but the Old Butler paid her no heed. He brought the food trolley inside the room once the hallway was empty.

"Should I serve the food, Second Master?" The butler asked. His eyes which had turned grey with age, did not fail to see the bite marks carelessly left on Hansel's neck. His eyes went thin but he didn't speak a word about the matter. Even though he had always wanted Derek to choose a partner for himself, he had never imagined Second Master would choose a man, a commoner at that.

There were many things going through his mind at the time and the Butler thought he would faint from exhaustion. It was not just the fatigue brought with growing age. The Duke had also been behaving strangely today, shouting and venting his anger at servants wherever he went. The eve of the spring festival had brought upon unforeseen circumstances for both the brothers. So, he chose to observe what would happen in future because there was nothing he could do anyway. He was but a mere butler.

"No. I'll eat it later." Derek replied, satisfied that the Butler didn't refute his situation with Hansel. The Old Butler had been with him since his childhood. Even tough Derek didn't consider him as a father figure, he didn't think of him as anyone lesser as well. He took Butler's silence as affirmation for their relationship.

The Butler bowed and excused himself. He shut the door behind him with a clack. The sudden noise made Hansel wake up from his nap. He was shocked at the sight of Derek's face in front of his eyes. When Derek, who was staring at the knight intently, saw him open his eyes, he smiled at him and asked, "Did you have a good rest?"

"…." Hansel didn't know how to reply. He sat up in the bed with a start. He scoured the room with his eyes to look for any sign of his clothes, but there was none.

Of course, Derek had told him he had washed his clothes the last night! How could he forget that and the embarrassing incident which followed it?

His cheeks turned red realizing the reason he had drifted to sleep in the first place. He slowly turned towards Derek, who was waiting for him to organize his thoughts, as if he knew exactly what was going through his mind.

"Can you tell me where are my clothes, Master?" He asked meekly.

"I washed your clothes but they have not have dried yet." He said, putting all the blame on the cold weather outside, "What should I do?" Derek's eyes were teary and he chewed his fingernails as his lips trembled. He was trying to act cute, like how the young maidens acted around him.

Hansel was shocked how quickly Derek changed his character. It was as if he was looking at a completely different person from his commander, who slashed swords like playing with a kitchen knife and his wrath wreaked havoc in the knights' hearts. Even though playing cute surprisingly suited him, Hansel knew there was a demon hiding within the innocent exterior.

He knew Derek was trying to play games with him, like he did in the morning, and he started eyeing the white sheet desperately. It was as if the plain white sheet was the only object which could save his chastity from the eyes inside the mansion when he would be running away from his master. He was getting ready to wrap the sheet around him and escape when Derek's cold voice stopped him in his track.

"Did I allow you to take my things as you please?" Derek's voice sounded like a cracking iceberg and his lips were closed in a thin line. Hansel shuddered when he noticed Derek's demeanor change again, but for the worst this time.

Derek realized he had made Hansel scared and he started feigning innocence once again. "You know…" he said biting his lips, "I really love that blanket. Without it, I have bad dreams… and I become scared in this dark room alone. If…if you really love that blanket then you can have it, but will you sleep with me again tonight so that I don't get scared without it?"

Hansel, contrary to calming down shuddered even more. There was a sinister grin plasterd to Derek's face as he finished his sentence. Hansel weighed his options. If he decides to go against Derek, he might end up going back to his quarters butt naked and if he accepts his offer, there is no telling what Derek might do to him during the late hours. There was neither he could choose out of free will.

"Or," Derek smirked, watching Hansel seriously considering his options born out of lies, "I could lend you my clothes but I have a condition."

Hansel's ears perked at the words 'clothes' and then drooped at the word 'condition'. He did not know what rock Derek was going to hit him with this time.

"Have a meal with me." Derek said. He was seriously concerned with the body of 'only bones and no flesh' standing in front of him. Without waiting for an answer, he got up from the bed and started piling Hansel's plate with food.

Hansel, who was still unsure if he had heard correctly, asked, "A meal?"

"Yes, a meal!"